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I seldom write about movies. That's because most of them are the product of a Hollywood-infested cinema. But I did find a TV series worth discussing: "Sex and the City". With its sexist, pseudo-feminist, hedonistic and groce-quasi-elitist (financial elitism) traps, "Sex and the City" is by far the best description of fake democratic ideals: women are smarter than men (and, if they want to, they can control every little thing in a man's life), sex is all that there is to the average Joe, any social problem has an "out-of-the-box" tricky solution (if your husband is impotent, file a divorce, because...

Life is, in its essence, social. We are not born out of nothing, we come from flesh and genetics is fatal to us. We are spoiled by our genetic code. Everything we do latches on genetics, be it a fight against, or a struggle to cope with, our DNA. We label others because our genes need to pay off the overload of feeling ourselves superior to one another, a feeling that gets through the social chain in which language hits over and over again just to stamp our DNAs in various modes. Language supplements genetics, nothing more, nothing less. So why then we, humans, tend to play with language...

A small idea I have been tacitly tinkling with for the last few days (upwards of a week), building upon some rather unappealing assumptions I cannot move away from. I am of the unfortunate disposition that humans are essentially incapable of altruistic acts, an opinion that gains me few to no friends. As I understand it, we are meant to conceive of altruism itself as the purely selfless act, where by the agent thinks at least none of itself (for various purposes I will be using the non-gendered noun), and perhaps even counts its well being in the negative, i.e. sacrifices its own well...

What is the meaning of "rebellion"? How do we look after the meaning of a concept? How do we conceive of it, how do we relate to it, how do I construct it? This is confusing. Am I constructing the meaning or rather reproducing it bluntly? If I were to write a literary piece of work, I would construct the meaning of something (even realistic literature pleas for constructivism, as some literary critics argued). If I were to observe and share the meaning of a system of concepts as they show up in experience, I would reproduce the meaning. Of course some authors are inclined to draw the...

Many thanks to Martin Woodside for inviting me to this great tour blog, and you can see his response here. 1) What am I working on?   I have been working for more than two years on a very complex volume of poetry, entitled "6 out of 49". It will be launched in either May or June this year at Bookfest (Bucharest), and in this respect I hold an astonishing degree of appreciation for Tracus Arte Publishing. Having finished this piece of work, I consider my effort of showing off my creation down the market completed. No longer have I any motivation, let alone impulse, to publish...

Pentru că viaţa este o minciună, literatura nu are sens decât ca un exerciţiu de sinceritate. Sigur, nu toată lumea vede lucrurile aşa. Nu de mult, unul dintre cei mai celebri scriitori sud-americani ne asigura că literatura e un fel de striptease invers. Llosa, cred. Pleci de la un adevăr, dar înveţi să-l spui minţind. Pentru că – aşa se zice – marile adevăruri nu se pot spune fără să fie deghizate. De asta, literatura e o artă. Dar de fapt în literatură, ca şi în viaţă, e foarte rar vorba de mari adevăruri. Marile adevăruri nu prea mai interesează pe nimeni. Pe mine, unul, nu mă mai interesează...